I saw a sparrow whose wings were clipped
landing awkwardly on my porch
she looked about and tried to fly
she tumbled again
she looked about she tried again
her wings were clipped she had no lift
there was in her heart the will to fly
she knew she could
she had after all flew her whole life
what happened to her
she did not understand
she only knew she was meant to fly.
she tried again.
she tried again.
she tried again.
she tried again.
and then it happened
she found the wind
under her wings
she made it to a nearby tree
she flew from there to another tree
she flew again
she flew again.
